| GAFFER’S
SONG (tune: Wild Rover: Words
by Claudia Myatt)
I’ve been an old gaffer for many a
year
And I spent all my money on topsails and
beer
Sailed all kinds of gaffer and I’ve loved them
all
But I couldn’t get on with Bermudan at
all
And it’s no, ney, never, no ney never no
more
Will I sail a Bermudan, no never no
more
They’re tall and they’re pointy with thin pointed
keels
With no grip on the water, the bloody thing
heels
They’re skittish and light and they sail on their
ear
And you can’t peg the tiller when you fancy a
beer
And it’s no, ney, never….
Bermudans say gaffers have far too much
rope
With more than two halyards they just couldn’t
cope
Then up goes their kite with its miles of
string
It’s got so many ropes you daren’t gybe the damn
thing
And it’s no, ney, never….
They’re ok going upwind, but who wants to do
that?
And that great big genoa keeps knocking you
flat
That jib can’t be reefed without wrinkling the
luff
So on goes the engine when the weather gets
rough
And it’s no, ney, never……
Bermudan’s a gimmick, it’s not here to
stay
I’d rather a gaffer to sail any
day
It’s the past and the future all rolled into
one
The glorious gaff cutter will sail on and
on
And it’s no, ney, never………….
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